Voters, students and slaves

The other night one of my roommates and I were discussing a recent
newspaper article on the huge last minute turnout at voter registration booths
in Champaign-Urbana. The conversation went as follows:
"Well, it's hardly surprising, with the massive student vote this year
and this being a college town. You know how students are about deadlines."
"Yeah, there are probably a bunch down at the county clerk's office
every day going 'Come on, cut me some slack, it's only two days late.'"
"I can just see it. 'My dog ate my proof of address.' Or 'The computer
crashed on me.'"
"Computer?"
"That one's almost always worth a try. And then if they get real
desperate they can all try and get 10% taken off per day and each get 80% of
a vote."
"Or 3/5."